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Who: The Queen of Hearts [
onlyredroses], her Mirrors, and curious Real Things.
Where: The Core, Mirror Side
When: 7/22nd-7/23rd
Rating: PG-13 to be safe.
Summary: The Queen of Hearts gave an order, and those who followed it are to report to her at the Core. However, the rips are still present, so there may be a few stray Real Things making life difficult.
The Story:
The light of the Core is still flickering, temperamental as it's been for weeks. Then, at 11:58PM on the 21st, the Queen of Hearts is there in a blink, arms crossed.
"What are you doing in there?" she mutters. "Shouldn't you be preventing this? I shouldn't have to clean up your mess."
The Core, or whoever she's speaking to, predictably does not respond, and she huffs. Typical.
She pulls a pocket watch from a pocket of her dress and flicks it open with a frown. 12:01AM. The 22nd. Then, she looks down the hall. It has only been a minute and she is already growing very impatient, tapping her foot as she waits.
It would be in everyone's best interest not to keep her waiting too long.
[ooc: Prose or [brackets] are fine; I'll match! If you would like your character to have a traitor mark either added or removed, specify it somewhere in your tag and I'll get in touch with you about that! Anyone seeking to fight her will be disappointed though. She has business to attend to and will not entertain attackers (and will send them away), but this is a rare opportunity for any Reals who have wanted to speak with Her Majesty. And of course, your Mirrors may present their stolen sentimental items here. ♥]
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Where: The Core, Mirror Side
When: 7/22nd-7/23rd
Rating: PG-13 to be safe.
Summary: The Queen of Hearts gave an order, and those who followed it are to report to her at the Core. However, the rips are still present, so there may be a few stray Real Things making life difficult.
The Story:
The light of the Core is still flickering, temperamental as it's been for weeks. Then, at 11:58PM on the 21st, the Queen of Hearts is there in a blink, arms crossed.
"What are you doing in there?" she mutters. "Shouldn't you be preventing this? I shouldn't have to clean up your mess."
The Core, or whoever she's speaking to, predictably does not respond, and she huffs. Typical.
She pulls a pocket watch from a pocket of her dress and flicks it open with a frown. 12:01AM. The 22nd. Then, she looks down the hall. It has only been a minute and she is already growing very impatient, tapping her foot as she waits.
It would be in everyone's best interest not to keep her waiting too long.
[ooc: Prose or [brackets] are fine; I'll match! If you would like your character to have a traitor mark either added or removed, specify it somewhere in your tag and I'll get in touch with you about that! Anyone seeking to fight her will be disappointed though. She has business to attend to and will not entertain attackers (and will send them away), but this is a rare opportunity for any Reals who have wanted to speak with Her Majesty. And of course, your Mirrors may present their stolen sentimental items here. ♥]
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[The Queen of Hearts gently drums her fingers on the Core's door before looking back at the twins. Mabel is wiser for keeping quiet, for being wary of her.]
I know you were already here once. Tell me...was the Core everything you thought it might be?
[Her hand drifts downward, to the handle of the door. She knows perfectly well what opening it would do to them - and therefore, she knows she has all the true negotiating power in this confrontation.]
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[They already figured out how to let Antimony do it. Now they just have to find a way for Dipper and Mabel to manage.]
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Oh, I'm certain you will - you're already doing an excellent job. Before you run off, tell me one thing!
[She tilts her head upward, making a show of trying to think and remember herself, even though she already knows the answer to the question she's about to ask.]
Tell me, what are your middle names? I don't recall and surely you must. A name is not merely a memory but part of an identity, after all. You wouldn't be so careless as to forget something like that, would you?
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What is his middle name?]
We don't have middle names.
[He tries to sound confident, but the fact is, that doesn't seem right. He should have a middle name, but he's not at all sure what it is. He turns his head towards Mabel slightly, though with his eyes covered, it doesn't really make much difference.]
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[But she does feel like there's a gap somewhere, like she can hear her mother calling her by three names in that chastising tone, but the middle name is blurred out. She bites her lip.]
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[Except she sounds as though she can see right through them, as though she knows something they don't - which, in this case, is absolutely true.]
Are you sure it wasn't --------? Or --------?
[Her mouth is clearly moving, but the twins will find that they can't hear those words, those names, whatever they are. The words vanish before they can even process the sentence, and the Queen of Hearts is well aware.]
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Besides, you're one to talk. Do you even have a first name?
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[But she doesn't say what it is. She just tilts her head up slightly, gesturing to them without bothering to lift a finger.]
You ought to listen to your sister. You have no business being here if you have nothing worthwhile for me.
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